This weekend the GF and I were invited by a friend of mine to go out with him on his boat on the lake. We accepted, of course*, and made our way down to the dock for our departure. It was, frankly, a *perfect* day to be out on the lake, sunny with a few clouds, a nice breeze, and temperatures in the mid-70’s. Two other friends of the owner were there as well as his girlfriend and a friend of hers. So we were a party of seven, but the boat was big enough for everyone to find a seat comfortably.
Now, where I come from, boating is a pretty active sort of activity. You go down to the lake and drive around back and forth to different places. Maybe do some skiing, maybe get pulled on an inner tube, that sort of thing. I wasn’t exactly certain what sort of activities boating on
Boy was I wrong.
We ended up driving around to a little spot just off of
It was all exactly like what I thought my first fraternity party would have been like had I ever attended one, only on the water. That said, it was hella fun! We inflated our little party platform and tied it onto the boat, crawled on board and then switched between sipping mojitos** in the sun and swimming when we got warm. And, thanks to my
Oh yeah, ladies love the pastiness...
* After all, the only thing better than owning a boat is having a friend with a boat
** One of the other guests on the boat was a former bartender